Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Desire

Much want to be taken, yet given,
From begnning to end desire is what found,
Its a deep mystery, but we have always it in us around,
As we grow, days remain uncertainty,
In that journey, some may miss the lifes beauty,
Life for anyone never prefect
It is what we do, that we regret
World of everyone life, bloody full of blame,
East, west, North, south, drown in a waste of shame

Warmest compassion, is what more people care
The greatest gift you can give and never can more
With a glad and grateful heart;
Spread around you the comfort
Then Earth will become a heavenly place
Though we will find happiness in every face

Becuase
Everyone dies, but not everyone lives
Today or tomorrow
Our soul end to the silence
And we may turn into white ashes